Marvelous grace of our lov­ing Lord,
Grace that ex­ceeds our sin and our guilt!
Yonder on Cal­va­ry’s mount out­poured,
There where the blood of the Lamb was spilled.

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Grace, grace, God’s grace,
Grace that will par­don and cleanse with­in;
Grace, grace, God’s grace,
Grace that is great­er than all our sin.

Sin and des­pair, like the sea waves cold,
Threaten the soul with in­fi­nite loss;
Grace that is great­er, yes, grace un­told,
Points to the re­fuge, the migh­ty cross.

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Dark is the stain that we can­not hide.
What can avail to wash it away?
Look! There is flow­ing a crim­son tide,
Brighter than snow you may be to­day.

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Marvelous, in­fi­nite, match­less grace,
Freely be­stowed on all who be­lieve!
You that are long­ing to see His face,
Will you this mo­ment His grace re­ceive?

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